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Baby, come on, get stoned, get stoned Get inside it, inside it, inside it, inside Get along, get along, get alone, get alone, get Heard about the week on the Dalymount seat, yeah Baby, come on, before the going gets gone Heard you lied to the Major, won't be long Well, I wish upon a wedding for a picture in the star When they knock for ya don't forget who you are Skinty Fia Baby, come on, whose sidе are you on? I don't wanna see the queen I already sing hеr song While they're snuffing out hopes, and they're blotting out suns They claim to know the form in which genius comes, yeah Baby, come on, get your high heels on It’s the body is cold, it's the course is run What artless living all this soft pain thrills What calamities usher all our brilliance to the hills! Can you feel it? Baby, come on, get stoned, get stoned Get inside it, inside it, inside it, inside Get along, get along, get alone, get alone, get Was it the weed or the moment that stoned ye? Letras de canciones Baby, come on, get the hourglass on I will dart into town, no, I won’t be long If the talk's getting cold, we'll be chancing none Well, you know what I’m saying, our day will come Can you feel it? Won't be long Can you feel it? From Letras Mania